"Muah~~!"
The wet kiss landed on his face, leaving a slick trace. Su Xiaobai's robe dangerously loose, his chest exposed to wandering hands. Giggles filled the air, sticky and sweet.
"One at a time," he said, though his chuckle faltered as fingers tugged harder at his belt, their intentions clear.
"Young master, is this your first time~?" A sultry voice tickled his ear.
"Would you believe me if I said yes?"
"Liar." A woman leaned in, her breasts pressing firmly against his arm. Another slid her fingers along his thigh, brushing against his dragon vein with feigned innocence.
Su Xiaobai flinched, his smile stiffening. Pleasure or peril, he couldn't tell anymore. Each touch carried poison. Each giggle hid a blade.
Zhao Tianxuan had set this trap with care, and Su Xiaobai's body—traitorous as it was—seemed hellbent on betraying him.
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On the other side!
